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At eighty-three Geoff Weetman was still active, admittedly not as spry as in his youth and with a lot of curses for the stiffness of his joints, but active nevertheless. Although a member of a number of social clubs and groups, he was lonely and had been for the past fifteen years following the death of his wife, he smiled at the memory of her. Their time together had sped by, it had been a shock when she had been found to have cancer, she'd died within a year of the diagnosis and right up to the end she had taken great pleasure in the act of sex with him.

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It was a cool summer night in late August when her plane touched down in Los Angeles. Kaitlin was a bundle of nerves over what she was about to do, although it was something that she had dreamed of for quite awhile... meeting Geoff. Before exiting the plane, she grabbed her luggage from the overhead compartment and proceeded into the airport. She would spend the night at a hotel before putting her long awaited plan into action.

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